"Master, the rumors are spreading like wildfire. What if the public asked you to go to church after the mourning service." Richard did not dare to raise his head as he bowed in front of Lucas. Lucas was sitting on his chair leisurely with a cold smirk on his face. He was swirling the glass of red wine in his hands.
"You know I could never have enough of this wine. Humans are fools but they have a talent of brewing the best alcohols" Richard smiled and finally raised his head. His eyes were eager to flatter.
"Do you feel intoxicated by it, master? I will ask the servants to bring the best wine for you." Lucas gave Richard a lazy glance, a cold mocking smile slowly spreading on his lips.
